I have a sword hanging over my desk in my dorm room at Moorhead; a sword nearly 5 feet tall, made mostly of plastic, and purchased at Target a few years ago on clearance after Halloween. A fun toy, and certainly gets a few looks, but not much good for any battle. It is, however, a reminder to me that I have come here with a solemn purpose and that my mindset is to be that of a man in a war zone. My eyes are to be open to see both friend and foe, my heart prepared for every opportunity, and my mind attentive to not only my studies but also to my commander. Oh that the Lord would open all our eyes to see our world in such a way!
I’ve come to Moorhead quite a different man than I was when I attended CLC four years ago. No more can I walk silently through halls and classes; my life must be a beacon and a banner. My voice must be a declaration of love and truth. I have tasted and I have seen that there are things far more massive than the futility of a life lived upon earthly things, and I shall give what life I have left to help others to see as well. May God use me.
I go to war; war has come to me, and I intend to make the most of it.
I pray the same is true for you.